The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter One Hundred–Two

DOMONIC

Gabriel’s eyes are locked on my blade as I begin to cut unceremoniously into his wrist. “Jesus! Fuck!” He screams. “That thing will never make the cut properly!”

“I can always use my teeth again, I promise, flashing my fangs. “Relax, ahe. Cadence will be bringing a scalpel. I’m only cutting into you for my own selfish pleasure. I like it when you scream.” I say coldly.”

“I don’t Paul,” snaps. “He’s worse than a female birthing a pup. Silence him! Once and for all.”

James chuckles, tossing Gabriel’s severed hand in the air over and over as if it’s a baseball. The skin on this thing is turning gray. Better hurry Gabe. Tell my Alpha what he wants to know, before we have to bury the hand without its master.”

“Fine! But please stop with the slicing, Gabriel pants, his eyes wilding when 1 drag the serrated edge along his newly formed flesh. “Arizonal They went to Arizona. Near the Grand Canyon! We have a compound there that’s built into the mountain. It’s where we’ve been keeping the females.”

“Keeping the females?” I hiss, my mind winding back to the conversation I had with Alpha Michael, earlier in the day.

Our females went missing.”

You have the Timber Wolf females, don’t you?”

Gabriel nods, his eyes falling closed as I place the blade on the table and take a seat across from him. “We do. They all were born of shifter blood. In theory, each of them potentially has the physical capacity to be marked and mated.”

chest rumbling. “Why? What the fuck are

knew you weren’t

a free flying punch into

twisting in disgust. “So they’re your slaves then. Your sex slaves, is that right?” I always knew he had it in him. Ever since I was ten years old I caught him tying up a few of the human girls in Port Orchard. I told my dad about it back then and all he did at the time was release the females and forbid Gabriel from leaving pack grounds for the month. I knew this fucker had the potential for sadism. It’s in the dark of his eyes.

sputters, wincing at the phantom pain in his wrist. “Only the ones that are strong

cold. “Only a bonded human mate or the daughter of a shifter can survive an Alpha’s venom.” My eyes light with angry fire as 1 realize he is trying to twist the beauty of the mate bond into Something

blood in her veins anymore, Domonic. She’s had your venom. She’s carrying your child. She has your blood pumping in her veins right at this moment. She’s literally carrying the missing piece of the puzzle that I’ve been working

fuck are you saying?”

wickedly. “I’m saying – with the blood of your baby, I can create a serum that will

mate or not. Giving our species

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Falling into my gut. “And how the fuck do you plan to

him to hurry up with that medic if you want to save your baby. Because the

DRAVEN

I cannot get them to open. My lips are

whatever bed that I’m on shakes and whines with the clang of old metal being dragged over rock. The rusted copper of its surface tingles my nose making me want to retch. I can feel the tremors of earth beneath the scrape of wheels in desperate need of a good olling and I want to roll over onto the ground, but I can’t. Because I don’t have use of limbs. The air around me is warm for winter, but cool

a swamp, searching for answers of who I am and what I’m doing here. How did

my

my tongue. At the edge

That’s right. That’s what this is, fog. My mind is clouded and I need a full breath of air to break free. But I just can’t seem

to take one.